American comics: Enlightenment in Arkham, Ascension to Homelander.

Chapter 201 Normal Arkham
My name is Harley Quinzel, and I'm only twenty-two years old.

Before yesterday, I was just a psychiatrist's assistant, and I wanted to become a formal psychiatrist.

But today, there is only one day between...

Not only did I become a formal psychiatrist, I even became... the Queen of Arkham Asylum!

Maybe from today on, they should call me Halle Queen!
Sitting in front of the dean's desk, Harry couldn't help but think so.

Because before she was forced to do the job, she had never realized that the dean's job was so easy!

Arkham Asylum looked in a mess, and even the attending doctor and the director were killed by the dead one after another.

But after taking over the job of director personally, Harley Quinn didn't understand why such serious problems would arise in such a perfect mental hospital?
As Harley was thinking, she pressed the service bell, and immediately a security guard and an assistant came to Harley and stood respectfully in front of her.

Looking at them, Harley smiled.

"Take me to see my mental hospital~"

"As you command, Your Majesty the Queen!"

The security guards surrounded Harley enthusiastically and took her around the extremely normal mental hospital for a full half hour.

Harley saw with her own eyes that all the patients in Arkham were receiving normal treatment, and the doctors in Arkham... even the doctors who had escaped before, had returned to their posts.

The doctors were comforting the patients normally, the security guards were completing their security duties normally, and some people even spontaneously began to repair the damaged walls of the hospital.

As for myself, I was performing my duties as the dean very normally and patrolling my territory. Everything seemed so beautiful that it made me intoxicated!
Even so, normal work continued until nine in the morning. Even though Harley hadn't slept all night, she was still full of energy when she answered the call from Wayne Group.

"What? What did you say? Bruce Wayne is coming to Arkham to inspect as a shareholder?
Even the dead would visit the hospital?
OK, OK, I get it, OK."

After hanging up the phone in confusion, Harley rubbed her head dizzily.

“Damn it, why are they here at this time… Ugh, I’m so sleepy.

Strange, is it yesterday's sleepiness that has come back to me?
But I can’t sleep at this time… um…”

Boom!
Harry's head fell on the desk. At the same time, in this extremely normal office, a security guard wearing a top hat pursed his lips in dissatisfaction.

"Dead soul..."

He said softly, and then shook his head.

"You interrupted my game."

When he said this, a little bit of dissatisfaction appeared on his face, but it only lasted for a moment, and then the dissatisfaction disappeared quickly.

He just chuckled, stood up, and left Harley's office.

Not long after, he took off his security uniform, put on his patient's clothes again, and returned to the bed in his room, tying himself up comfortably.

At the same time, those people in Arkham who had been busy all night couldn't help but give up their original work, and then were overwhelmed by countless times of fatigue.

The patients fell asleep in their beds one by one, and the doctors returned to their offices tiredly to rest. Only a few guys who were used to staying up late were left. After a brief trance, they instinctively continued to maintain the order of Arkham.

Not long after, around ten o'clock.

Bruce and Downton appear in front of Arkham.

Looking at the relatively quiet mental hospital, Bruce couldn't help but frowning.

"Don."

he said softly.

"Don't you think it's a little too quiet here?"

"So, are you expecting to hear the howling of countless mentally ill people?"

Donton patted Bruce on the shoulder and then walked into the hospital with Bruce.

It wasn't until they stood in the corridor of Arkham that the greeting staff rushed towards them.

While standing nervously in front of Downton and Bruce, Harry rubbed his eyes heavily.

"I'm sorry, you two, I...I just took over the job at Arkham, and I was busy all night last night."

"I can see that you are very sleepy, but why is a little girl like you the director of such a large mental hospital?" Donton asked unhappily, then raised his hand and touched the director's mark on Harry's chest.

Looking at Downton's actions, Harry was slightly stunned, then quickly took two steps back.

While nervously trying to stand firm, she explained in a somewhat confused tone.

“I…actually, I only officially became a psychiatrist yesterday, but…I did a pretty good job last night, didn’t I?
Although I don’t know why everyone chose me to take over the responsibility of interim dean after Dean Hugo passed away, if we don’t do many things ourselves, we may not know the talents we have.

Although I was busy all night last night, I didn’t feel so tired when I saw Arkham was maintained in an orderly manner~"

Having said that, Harley gave a brilliant smile to Downton and Bruce with a little pride.

Facing Harry's smile, Donton shook his head disdainfully.

"Don't think I don't know what this place is. Haha, you're just a little girl, are you sure you can manage this place in an orderly manner?
Even if I use my butt to think, I know that you have been fooled, and it must be a serious trick!

Anyway, get out of the way. Bruce and I are here to set up Arkham.

We can find a new dean here and help you, a woman who knows nothing about the world, out of this sea of ​​suffering. This will be a great deed for us!"

At this point, Downton sneered and waved his hand, signaling Harry to go away.

Listening to what Downton said, Harry was slightly stunned, and then showed an unwilling expression.

She came in front of Donton and asked back in the face of Donton's disdainful look.

"So, Mr. Revenant, what does it take to manage Arkham well?

You can see for yourself that although your actions last night caused some unrest in Arkham, in just one night, Arkham has spontaneously stabilized the situation!
And all this was done by me, the little girl you called someone who was fooled by others!"

"Woohoo~"

Listening to Harry's declaration, Downton couldn't help but pat Bruce on the shoulder.

"Bruce, how about we make a bet? The more confident this little girl is today, the more she will regret it in the future, haha!"

"I don't bet."

Listening to what Downton said, Bruce shook his head and continued to speak to Downton.

"Tang, please stay with this temporary dean in the office. I will personally take a look at the current situation in Arkham."

Having said that, Bruce turned his focus to Harley and continued.

"Although I don't know your name yet, if Arkham is really as well-organized as you say, then you will get the recognition and encouragement you deserve."

After he finished speaking, Bruce left the dean's office directly and, surrounded by Arkham security personnel, patrolled the entire Arkham.

After he left, Downton sat directly in Harry's seat.

Donton asked casually while flipping through the patient files on the desk.

"By the way, little girl, what's your name? Are you twenty years old this year?"

"I'm Dr. Harley Quinzel, and I'm twenty-two, sir!"

"What?"

Hearing this, Donton was suddenly stunned. He raised his head in surprise and looked at Harry's face.

After looking at it carefully for a few seconds, Tang nodded in understanding.

“Hehe, hell, I might lose this bet with Bruce.

You know, Harry, although Dr. Hugo is a complete villain, he is truly at the highest level in the world in the field of psychology.

With him around, even if Arkham will be led by him to become a dangerous place, Arkham will often not escape his control.

Apart from him, there are not many people who are qualified to manage this mental hospital, especially women.

But you... hehe."

Donton grinned, then stood up and patted Harry's shoulder gently.

(End of this chapter)